Confluence

Chapter 1

When Zhang Shuchen heard the sound of closing the door, he happened to be pouring egg liquid into a pot of tomato soup. Without turning his head, he greeted casually, "Are you back?"

The person at the door answered listlessly, followed by the sound of dragging footsteps from the soles of the slippers hitting the ground, all the way to the sofa in the living room, after that the person sat down and breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully said: "Fortunately, I ran fast , I almost didn't escape the dinner at night."

Stirring the soup in the pot, Zhang Shuchen jokingly said, "Didn't you actively attend every time before?"

Wang Zheng didn't speak. He just took the remote control and turned on the TV. The variety shows on the TV were full of laughter and laughter. Amidst the noisy voice, he said lightly, "We're divided."

Only then did Zhang Shuchen suddenly turn his head to look at him.Through the wisps of white smoke from the dishes on the table, Wang Zheng was concentrating on the talent show on TV, without any expression of regret on his face.Zhang Shuchen felt relieved, and immediately understood that it was Wang Zheng who initiated the breakup...

Wang Zhengxin's ex-boyfriend was previously a newly transferred intern from his department. He spent two weeks chasing after him and showed Zhang Shuchen the photos to show off.The little boy is handsome and has a cute smile, but he always likes to slack off at work, and he can never do things by himself if he can ask his seniors to help guide him.Wang Zheng helped him a few times, one took the initiative to flirt, and the other did not refuse. So, after a departmental dinner, the two of them went to open a standard room together with the help of "drunk and hazy" under the pretext of "too heavy alcohol to go home". , The ceremony was completed in a smooth manner-afterwards, it was like a fixed interest, all kinds of dinners or social gatherings in the company, the two of them would get "drunk" together, and then stay in a hotel for one night.

As a result, compared to Wang Zheng's previous client who ended in three months, this time, plus the period of chasing him, was less than two months—the time was shortened by a bit.

Zhang Shuchen turned his gaze back, continued to be busy with the actions of his subordinates, and comforted him in a perfunctory manner: "It's okay, there is no grass anywhere in the end of the world, the next one may be on the way."

Wang Zheng smiled lightly: "I accept your good words."

Zhang Shuchen turned off the fire and shouted: "Then don't just thank you verbally, come in and serve the bowl!"

"Hey, okay, here we come." Wang Zheng got up actively, came over to look into the pot, and exclaimed in pretended surprise, "Hey, there are more here, it's so rich tonight."

"Fuck you," Zhang Shuchen gave him a white look, "Just adding a tomato and egg soup is also called Fengsheng. I abused you when you came back to eat?"

Wang Zheng was mean and speechless: "Mr. Zhang doesn't look like a teacher at all when he scolds people."

Zhang Shuchen didn't even look at him. He poured the soup into the soup pot and hurt him: "Just pretend to be a fart, you are not my student. If you pretend to be a grandson and show me, grandpa might be able to give it to you." You have a good face—except when you pay the rent every year, you can see you pay for it, let alone the food expenses, and you have never even seen you bring back a green onion. You eat and drink for nothing and dare to tease me for not giving you food You should be grateful to Dade in the dog bowl."

Afterwards, the scolding became more and more sincere, and Wang Zheng hurriedly raised his hand to beg for forgiveness: "That's right, Mr. Zhang, I was wrong. I will definitely clean the dishes tonight!"

His hippie smiling face is not serious, and he stepped back and gave in at the right time. Zhang Shuchen stopped talking, and he didn't bother to hold on to it, so he accepted it: "If I find out that the brush is not clean, you don't come back for dinner this week... Take it out, the side of the pot is not hot, grab it yourself."

Wang Zheng responded, and started to serve the pot.Zhang Shuchen opened the cupboard and took a bowl for the rice.

There are four dishes and one soup on the table, all of which are light home-cooked dishes.

Wang Zheng was picking and picking among the stir-fried vegetables with a pair of chopsticks, and finally picked up a thin and tender root. He casually raised the topic: "What's new recently?"

Zhang Shuchen nodded: "Well, two graduate students have been admitted, one male and one female."

Wang Zheng was curious: "Didn't you say that you don't plan to accept new ones this year?"

Zhang Shuchen said: "The plan cannot keep up with the changes."

Wang Zheng leaned forward and suddenly became interested: "What change?"

Zhang Shuchen looked up at him, and the corner of his mouth slightly curved: "It's convenient and eye-catching."

Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice: "Look."

Zhang Shuchen smiled: "Don't make trouble, that's my student, rabbits can't eat grass beside the nest."

Wang Zheng shrugged without hesitation, smiled maliciously, and blurted out: "You are the least qualified to say this, isn't your former partner also your student?"

"Tsk," Zhang Shuchen frowned, and knocked the tip of his chopsticks on the wall of the bowl, warning him, "You can't stop your cheap mouth after eating, and you're deliberately burying me!"

"Eat, eat, just don't talk about it." Wang Zheng scolded himself in his heart, "I don't know what to say", honestly buried his head in a mouthful of plain rice, raised his face and asked, "Are you free this weekend?"

Zhang Shuchen: "I'm free for the time being, what do you want to do first?"

Wang Zheng: "Let's have dinner together!"

Zhang Shuchen rolled his eyes, pondered in his heart, and found that the weekend was not a holiday birthday, so he asked, "...you won the lottery?"

Wang Zheng was unhappy now: "What's the matter with you? Saturday is the fifth anniversary of us becoming roommates! The old place, grill fish to celebrate."

Zhang Shuchen sighed helplessly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Do you still eat fish?" Seeing that Wang was about to throw his chopsticks, he immediately changed his words, "Hey... come on, let's go, let's eat."

This year is the fifth year that Wang Zheng and Zhang Shuchen have rented together.

In the autumn of five years ago, Wang Zheng resigned from his hometown and went south, and Zhang Shuchen had just become a postgraduate tutor.Zhang Shuchen sent out the information about recruiting roommates, and Wang Zheng came to find him.

Compared with Mr. Zhang, who has a stable career, Comrade Xiao Wang's situation is not so optimistic. After paying the rent, he can't even afford a decent meal.The merciful teacher Zhang took the initiative to pay for the new roommate to have a decent dinner—ordinary grilled fish beer, and half a catty of fried rice with chopped green onion and egg.That barbecue restaurant is just an ordinary Fly Restaurant. It has miraculously survived five years, but the taste is definitely not the best in the city. Wang Zheng decided that this and that taste—and Zhang Shuchen’s kindness to him at that time, Every year on "Remembrance Day", Zhang Shuchen is taken to eat once, which is called "Remembering Bitterness and Thinking Sweetness".

After the two of them finished eating, Wang Zheng went to clean up the dishes as agreed before. Zhang Shuchen was not polite, and left the table to regain the right to use the remote control. When the time was right, he planned to watch the evening news and weather forecast.

The weather forecast had just finished reading the weather in their city, and Wang Zheng's movements in the kitchen hadn't stopped when his cell phone on the coffee table rang first.

Zhang Shuchen glanced at it, and the name of the note was the former intern... He glanced at the kitchen, the sound of the kitchen water splashing, and the sound of the TV on his side, this vibrating sound must not be heard by Wang Zheng.

"Wang..." Zhang Shuchen had just yelled halfway, when the phone went dark—the other party had already hung up the phone.

Wang Zheng heard the sound and turned around: "Ah? What's the matter?"

Zhang Shuchen thought about it, and said nothing about the phone call: "It's nothing, I remind you to wash quickly, don't waste water."

Wang Zheng rolled his eyes, and turned around resignedly: "Got it~"

The two of them don't belong to the same group at work now. If there is business, it is not his turn to call. Zhang Shuchen thought in his mind: Since it is a private matter, let him tell him when he comes over. Work was interrupted.

However, before Wang Zheng came out of the kitchen, his phone turned on for the second time. This time it was an invitation for a video call. Zhang Shuchen went over to take a look and found that it was not the intern calling, but Wang Zheng's mother.

——The ex-boyfriend can take it easy, but this mother can't...

Zhang Shuchen skillfully took his mobile phone, raised his hand to connect to the video, stood up and walked to the kitchen, and greeted the dimly lit picture on the screen: "Auntie."

"Hey," the smiling woman on the opposite side took the phone away, "It's Xiao Zhang! Please, I'll find my Dazheng."

Dazheng is Wang Zheng's nickname, he is the eldest in the Wang family, and he has a younger sister.

Zhang Shuchen responded kindly: "Okay, wait a minute, he is washing the dishes, and I will take you there now."

Just as Wang Zheng picked up the bowl and put it in the cabinet, Zhang Shuchen called out, "Wang Zheng."

Wang Zheng didn't know what was going on, he sighed and said helplessly, "My teacher Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Shuchen handed over the phone standing upright: "The video call initiated by your mother."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Zheng immediately wiped his wet hands on the apron, and hurried to pick it up: "Oh, thank you... Hey, hey, mom!"

"Hey! Taisho!"

Seeing that the two of them were about to start chatting in the kitchen, Zhang Shuchen quickly interrupted: "The light here is not good, you go sit in the living room and talk. I'll go to the balcony to collect the clothes."

Wang Zheng nodded, raised his hand to take off his apron, and walked out of the kitchen into the living room in two or three steps.

After Zhang Shuchen came out, he turned around and went to the balcony.

Wang Zheng listened to Wang's mother's report on the family situation in the past two weeks. The family conversation, which was originally good, revealed the core content after the parents' short-cuts and various directions were left.

Mama Wang: "Dazheng, when will you bring someone back to show us!"

Wang Zheng: "..."

Ms. Wang: "Didn't you say to wait last time? How is it now?"

Wang Zheng: "..."

Ms. Wang: "Could it be that you've run out of time?"

Wang Zheng raised his hand and touched his nose, but he still didn't speak.

Mama Wang's frown that had been stretched all this time was finally wrinkled: "What's going on? Why did you blow it again..."

"Cough, after a long time, I feel it's inappropriate. If it's inappropriate, let's break up." Wang Zheng replied palely and perfunctorily.

"Tell me about you," Ms. Wang muttered, "I told us that we really didn't like girls and we all accepted it. Anyway, you can meet a partner. It's been so many years, every time you ask, you say, if you have someone Show us it after a while. It disappeared after a while—did you really have a redistribution, or did you not find it at all?"

Wang Zheng sighed: "Hey... This, this relationship thing really depends on fate."

"Your fate is so bad? Mom doesn't believe it!" Mother Wang said, "I remember that when you were young, the fortune tellers didn't say that you were the lone star of the devil! Tell me honestly, are you attracted to someone you can't catch up with?" Yes, I can't let go of others, so I have been single for so many years."

"No……"

Mother Wang didn't care what he said, and interrupted directly: "Is that person Xiao Zhang?"

"Fuck!" Wang Zheng was shocked, subconsciously looked back, and found that Zhang Shuchen hadn't come yet, so he hurried back to his bedroom with his mobile phone.

Wang Zheng found a pair of earphones and put them on, sat in front of the desk, suppressed his voice and said angrily: "Mom! Why are you still so short at such an age!"

Mama Wang said confidently: "Did I say something wrong? If I'm not wrong, why are you panicking!"

Wang Zheng gritted his teeth: "It's a big mistake. If someone hears that I jumped into the Yellow River, I won't be able to clear it up! We are just ordinary roommates, so stop guessing!"

"I think Xiao Zhang is very gentle, and he looks good. You said that he can cook, and he likes boys just like you—why do you still look down on him? Do you really think you are a gold brick?"

Wang Zheng was the first and the second big: "It's not a question of whether you like it or not, it's really impossible for the two of us..."

"What? Is he in company?"

"No, we are both single now..."

"Then why is it impossible?"

Wang Zheng was a little embarrassed: "I am the same as him... there is no way to deal with it."

"what?"

"Tsk," Wang Zheng smashed the jar, "Just, he and I are both plugs, no one is a socket, there can't be electricity between us! It's impossible!"

Ms. Wang was choked up by his image metaphor, she was quiet for a while, and finally embarrassed and regretted: "Uh, ah...that's a pity, I really like Xiao Zhang, I thought you couldn't save face , I want to say that if you are embarrassed, I will ask for you..."

Wang Zheng was afraid for a while: "If you ask, I really don't know how to live with him in the future."

"Hey, that's fine..." Mama Wang sighed, "Let us know next time you find someone...you give me some snacks! There are already more than [-] people."

Wang Zheng replied: "All right, all right. I will definitely find someone that everyone is satisfied with as soon as possible."

"Anyway, as long as you're satisfied... let's not talk about it, your dad is back from a walk, and I'll make him some tea."

"Well, goodbye, Mom."

After the call is over, the mobile phone returns to the desktop, and the small red dot on the phone icon is very conspicuous.Wang Zheng clicked on the phone, and after seeing who was calling, he didn't call back.

He's not in the mood to talk to that kid at all right now.

His mother's random guessing just now had not had the slightest impact on him.

When he first lived in Zhang Shuchen, he was gentle and elegant, with a bookish air and a good skin. It is undeniable that even if he was not the type he usually likes, Wang Zheng was really attracted to Zhang Shuchen at that time.

As a result, Zhang Shuchen brought his little boyfriend over for dinner before his little thought came into being. He rebuked with 1, and he was doomed to fail to get together, besides, he already had a date.Wang Zheng was not stupid, he decisively chose to be a good roommate, and never thought about that aspect again.

After Zhang Shuchen broke up with his boyfriend at that time, he has been looking for several times. He, Wang Zheng, has never lost anyone around him. The two have their own private lives and do not interfere with each other. This kind of life has been five years in the blink of an eye. , Both parties have already grasped the habits and taboos thoroughly - Zhang Shuchen stood in front of the cabinet and raised his hand, Wang Zheng knew whether he wanted salt or vinegar with his eyes closed.

Wang Zheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion: Apart from their natural relationship, he and Zhang Shuchen are really almost an "old husband and wife".

It just so happened that there were two loud knocks on the door, and Zhang Shuchen's sullen voice: "Wang Zheng! I put your clothes on the sofa—wrap your socks in my trousers to dry next time the clothes are drying. Then don't use the washing machine when it's your turn to do the laundry!"

The charming thoughts in his mind were shattered in an instant, Wang Zheng hurriedly got up and opened the door, and skillfully admitted his mistake: "Mr. Zhang, I was wrong, I promise there will be no next time——"